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This is my first attempt at an erotic story - comments welcome!

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It was late morning on the start of my spring school break when the
phone rang.  "Hello?", I answered.  "Hi, it's Kellie - want to go
shopping today?"  It was my best friend Kellie - she knew that school
was out this week, and since I wouldn't need to go teach today, she
decided to play hooky from her job and plan a girl's day out.

"Sure!," I replied eagerly.  We agreed that I'd drive over to her house
in an hour and we'd go out from there.  I really needed to get moving
to make it out of my apartment by then!

I jumped in the shower and made quick work of getting soaped up and
rinsed off.  For some reason, though, I spent some extra time shaving
my pubic hair.  I had gotten in the habit of keeping it neatly shaved,
maintaining a little triangle pointing down to my "naughty bits", since
dating a guy a few years back who told me how much he loved the look
and feel.  I had grown to like the way it felt, too, slightly naughty
under my prim and proper daily guise as a middle school teacher.
Though I wasn't dating anyone seriously at the time, I kept up the
shaving mostly for myself.

After toweling off and drying my hair, I set to the task of picking out
what I would wear.  As usual, I started with my shoes and put the rest
of the outfit together from there.  Since it promised to be a warm
spring day, I chose some flat, strappy sandals.  I always loved the way
that their thin, white leather straps looked against my red polished
nails, and they were just so comfortable - a perfect pick for a hard
day of shopping with a friend!

Now for the rest - after all, I couldn't go shopping wearing only
sandals!  Again, because of the warm sunny day I decided on an orange
sundress I had bought earlier in the year, hoping for nice weather to
wear it.  One of the things I liked about it was that it was a cool
cotton fabric, just heavy enough to be opaque, but still light and
breezy.  And not too short - at five feet six inches tall, I didn't
have the model's long legs to get away with a micro-miniskirt!

Because it was my day off, I decided to treat myself underneath.
Passing over the sensible white bra and panties I would have been
wearing to school, I chose a red demi bra with a matching thong panty.
They made just the right feel for the day of self-indulgence we were
about to embark upon.  "At least I'll know I'm dressing sexy," I
sighed, "even though no one else will see it."

I quickly drove over to Kellie's house.  Ron, her husband, had long
gone to work, so she met me at the door ready to go.  "We can take my
car if that's okay," she said, "since I've got some dry-cleaning to
drop off already in the back seat."  "That's fine," I replied, so I
left my car in her driveway and we hopped in hers - our day of shopping
had officially begun.

We made a full day of it!  After dropping off her cleaning, we drove to
a new open-air shopping district that had opened up across town.  It
had all the latest stores, and we had no trouble finding things that we
liked.  Bags in hand, we stopped in at a little bistro, where we had
lunch salads and planned the rest of the afternoon.

"Wow," Kellie said, "do you realize we've been here all morning and
we've not visited even half of the stores?"  "Yeah, and some of the
best ones are yet to come!" I replied.  We realized that we wouldn't
have time to visit them all, so we prioritized:  I love to cook, so
some time in the gourmet cooking store was a must, and Kellie is a big
reader, so we needed to drop in on the new bookstore.  "Let's plan the
visit to the bookstore for mid-afternoon," Kellie suggested, "so we can
get some espresso then!"  "Wonderful!"

We had no trouble agreeing, though, on seeing what the new, slinky
lingerie store had to offer.  Limited to catalog shopping until this
place had opened up, we were both eager to view and handle things
before we bought it.  The store had gotten a good write-up in the local
paper a month before, and we decided to go there right after lunch.

After paying our bill, we dropped our purchases by Kellie's car and
went to the lingerie store.  It was like waling into a whole new
world!  All the things we loved to wear were here, in beautiful colors
and gorgeous fabrics.  We had a wonderful time trying on different
things.  I found a couple more sexy bra and panty sets that I couldn't
live without, and then spent some time looking over their filmier baby
doll nightgowns and thong teddies for things that Kellie might like.
She was buying for a husband, after all, so it made sense that her
purchases might take a bit longer to make.  She finally decided on a
crop-top baby doll nightgown in a see-through black lace, with a
matching crotchless panty.  "My, aren't we daring!" I said.  She
replied "Ron just loves this kind of lingerie, and he's been working so
hard lately, I just want to give him a reward!"

The rest of the afternoon went fine, too - we had the best day!
Finally, we drove back to Kellie's house.  We went inside and sat down,
and we both slipped our shoes off.  "Oooh, I guess I haven't done so
much walking in a while," I complained.  "Poor baby," Kellie said, "how
about a foot massage?"  "Would you?," I said.  "Oh, that would be
heavenly!"

Kellie dragged my feet up across the sofa into her lap, and began
rubbing my aching arches and heels.  As she massaged my feet, I leaned
back and felt how wonderful it was to have such a good friend.  It felt
so good to have her strong hands easing away all the aches from our
afternoon of shopping.  I started to drift off, thinking about the fun
day we had spent together.  Then, I felt her hands moving up from my
feet, across my ankles and massaging my calves.  "Mmmm, that's so good,
Kellie!," I said.  "You can do this any day for me."

She continued massaging, and then I realized, alternated in between the
massaging were softer strokes, almost like caresses.  I still was
leaned back, eyes closed, and enjoying the feeling: so soft, so
soothing.  The next thing I felt was a shock:  Kellie's soft lips
kissing the tops of my feet, and her tongue licking my toes.  I sat up
and saw my friend kissing and murmuring over my feet, "What sweet,
pretty feet you have, Sharon."

I didn't know what to say, but I felt a flush come over my entire body,
building from the feet my friend was showering love upon to my cheeks.
I was enjoying seeing this beautiful woman kissing and adoring my feet,
brushing them with little butterfly kisses and cooing the while.  Her
hands had not stopped their caresses, either, but had moved upward,
slowly, as if they had a mind of their own, to stroking my thighs with
their fingertips.  I watched, and realized that my love for my friend
was being invited to enter a new realm of tenderness.

Wordlessly I accepted her invitation, parting my thighs slightly to ask
her fingers to caress ever higher into the more intimate regions within
my skirt.  I moved my feet under her gentle lips, stroking her face and
neck with my smooth feet, reveling in the sight of a gorgeous woman
starting to make love to me.  She looked up, and our eyes met, and we
both smiled, anticipating the joys we were about to experience together.

Kellie's kisses went higher, following her hands on their upward
journey.  She kissed my ankles, and then lingered, tongue flicking like
a little bee, behind my knees, savoring the perfume I had sprayed there
in the morning.  As she kissed my inner thighs, I moaned involuntarily,
the passion starting to burn in my delta for her touches, her kisses.
Kellie reached up and pulled my top over my head, revealing my pink
nipples, now erect and straining, poking over the scant cups of my demi-
bra. "How gorgeous you are," Kellie whispered, "you can't know how long
I've wanted to do this with you."   She leaned forward, and our lips
met in a long, tender, soft kiss, our tongues peeking out to touch and
play with each other.  Kellie broke off, and bent down to shower little
kisses on my breasts, nibbling on my aching nipples, cupping their
sweetness in her hands.  Moaning with lust, I drew her face up to mine
and devoured her sweet mouth, panting "I want you, as I've never wanted
anyone.  Make love to me, please, darling Kellie."

I slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her creamy white breasts
cruelly held captive by her straining bra.  Removing her blouse
completely, I unfastened her bra, setting loose her beautiful breasts,
with medium brown nipples, already hard from our foreplay.  I kissed
her breasts and nipples, spending what seemed like hours circling their
wonderful hardness and softness with my tongue, sucking her swollen
nipples into my mouth, swirling their firmness with my exploring
tongue.  Kellie moaned in ecstasy as I feasted on her titties, crying
out in her passion.

I kissed my way down her firm tummy to the top of her skirt, fingers
fumbling with the buttons at her waistband.  Finally, undoing her
waist, I drew the fabric down over her hips and thighs, Kellie easing
her sweet bottom up slightly, silently inviting me, begging me to
uncover her panty-clad charms.  I leaned forward into her lap, burying
my nose in her, inhaling the sweet, musky aroma of her already-
moistening lips.  I finally understood why men seemed to love licking
and sucking on my own dewy pussy, the aroma was so sensual and erotic.
Kissing her through her panties, Kellie moaned and writhed; I could see
the wetness wicking through the thin material, and I knew that I had to
lay bare her gorgeous cunt.  I pulled her panties off, and down over
her feet - the thong was crumpled on the floor beside the sofa, and as
Kellie lay back and parted her thighs, I saw her beautiful, shaved
pussy, lips engorged with passion, and sweet nectar flowing down toward
her asshole.

Bending forward, I brushed my lips against her pussy ever so slightly,
darting my tongue forward to taste her wonderful nectar.  No bee ever
made so delicious a honey as that which was flowing from my darling
Kellie's flower.  I tasted again, and again, as Kellie moaned with
passion, "Yes, Sharon, I'm yours now."  My tongue parted her pussy
lips, and delved down into the place of passion, sucking in a full
measure of her tasty juices, then using them to lubricate my tongue as
it flicked her hard, aching clit.  Kellie bucked as I lashed her clit
with my mouth, gently enfolding it with my lips and turning my head
from side to side.

Just then, the front door opened, and Ron, Kellie's husband, walked in,
home early from work.  He stood, staring, at his beautiful wife
stripped naked, a woman's face planted in the pussy that he enjoyed so
frequently.  I thought to myself, "Well, at least I'm partially
dressed, so my embarrassment isn't total."  Kellie had never removed my
bra, and I still wore my short skirt and thong panties.  We both sat
up, and waited for Ron to speak.

He didn't seem so much angry as confused.  He said "Sharon, I didn't
know you and Kellie were such close friends.  It seems that you two
have a lot to tell me."  We told Ron that this was the first time we
had ever done this, and Kellie assured Ron that she loved him as much
as ever.  Ron seemed thoughtful for a moment, and then announced "I
think I know what you need, Sharon.  You need to re-learn what your
mouth was meant to suck on."  I didn't suspect what was to follow.

Ron took my hand, pulled me up from the sofa, and led me into the
bedroom.  He stood me in front of the bed, and reached out, removing my
bra.  My shame was building as he looked at my breasts and obviously
aroused nipples, and to make it complete he commented "You have lovely
breasts.  Do you like for them to be kissed?"  I said yes, I loved it,
nearly sobbing with mortification at first being caught sucking on his
wife's pussy, then being stripped nearly naked and having to endure his
comments.  "Well, we'll see about that," he replied, obviously enjoying
my discomfort.

He told me to lay down on the bed, and then, taking the scarves I had
bought that day, tied first one hand, then the other, to the bedposts.
As I lay, unable to cover my breasts, I saw him moving down to my hips,
undoing my skirt, and pulling it down, revealing my thong, by now
soaked through from my lust for Kellie.  I braced myself for the feel
of his hands peeling the thong down and off to reveal my own neatly-
shaved, dripping pussy, but he didn't.  He started to get undressed
himself, taking his time, carefully hanging up his suit and shirt.  As
he removed his boxer shorts, I could see that the girl-talk Kellie and
I had shared was true, and Ron had a beautifully-proportioned, thick
cock, which was swollen from seeing my fair white skin laid bare for
his pleasure for the first time.

As Ron walked forward, Kellie entered the room and sat near my feet,
watching to see what he would do.  Ron knelt beside my head on the bed,
and offered me his hard cock.  "Let's see if you love sucking my rod as
much as you were enjoying Kellie's cunt."  He pressed his cockhead
against my lips, and I parted them, feeling the smooth, hot dart
entering my wet mouth.  As if in a trance, my eyes stayed locked with
Ron's as I feasted on his dick, savoring the pre-cum that was leaking
from the tip, taking as much of him in as I could.  "Oh, yes," Ron
said, "I can see you're an experienced cock-sucker.  That's good -
you're going to need all your skills tonight."  I didn't know what he
meant, but focused instead on the wonderful feel of his hard cock as it
pistoned in and out of my willing lips.

After a few minutes, Ron's self-control lost to the heat of his joy at
seeing his wife's best friend feasting on his erection, and he came,
copiously, big spurts of hot cum jetting deep into my mouth.  I had to
gulp to keep it all in, swallowing his love juice in great amounts.
Ron's back arched, and he moaned with the heat of his triumphant
spewing.  I looked to see Kellie's reaction, only to see her watching,
absorbed, one hand fondling her delicious tits and the other buried
deep in her shaved pussy, writing its flaming letters on her steaming
lips and clit.

After Ron's monster orgasm, I expected him to pull back, and move on to
enjoy the rest of my body, including my still thong-clad charms.
Instead, he kept his softening cock in my mouth.  "Clean it off,
Sharon, and show me how much you love sucking my dick."  Willingly,
eagerly, my lips and tongue removed all the cum traces from his
wonderful cock and shaved balls.  Sucking each testicle into my mouth,
I licked and moistened each one, leaving his package clean and
glistening with my saliva.  Now, surely, he meant to have his way with
me, I thought.

To my surprise, I heard Ron saying "That was so good, Sharon, that I
think I'd like another," and he again presented his cleaned tool to the
lips that had just wiped away every trace of cum.  I licked up and down
his softened shaft, caressing his balls with my tongue, straining to
excite his manhood to stiffness again.  Slowly, his wonderful cock
yielded to my kisses, and hardened into its full glory.  Again I was
able to suck his reddened, engorged head, swirling my tongue beneath
the head, exciting him and bringing forth, after many minutes this
time, his second cum.  Though not as big as the first, he enjoyed it
even more, shouting my name as he hosed my tonsils with his searing
sperm.

This time, I didn't wait to be told, but started cleaning his shaft
immediately, enjoying sucking off the cum that was clinging to his
manhood, reveling in the power I had to make him feel such passion with
my mouth.  "But he'd better save some," I thought, "so he can use this
wonderful cock to give me a proper fucking."  Finally, I had his tool
clean once more, my jaws by now aching, and looking forward to being
untied and invited to make love with Ron and my beautiful friend Kellie.

Instead, Ron remained where he was, with his soft dick near my mouth.
"Well?" he said.  "What are you waiting for - you know what to do!"
"But my mouth is just aching, I can't suck any more!" I cried.  "Too
bad, I'm sure you'll manage."  And he pressed his cock against my lips,
and I knew that once more I must suck its fullness into my mouth and
pleasure it, no matter how long it took.

This time, Ron took almost an hour to recover, despite my near-frantic
kisses and tonguing of his rod and balls.  I even pleaded for Ron to
plant his musky rosebud near my lips, and rimmed its sweet saltiness to
tease his cock to hardness once more.  Finally, I succeeded in bringing
his manhood to a third full erection.  It took another 30 minutes for
my sore, overworked jaw muscles and tongue to drink his cum, a smaller
amount still.  I cleaned him up, and with the last ounce of my energy
licked the last bit of sperm from his cock, and laid back, exhausted
from my efforts.  I knew that I had finally sucked him dry, and figured
that they would at last remove my panties, which were by now a sopping
mess, and minister to my now-volcanic pussy.

Instead, he remained.  "Ron, I just can't suck you again," I pleaded.
"I'm exhausted, and my jaws will fall off if I try to eat your cock
another time."  "Okay," Ron said with a grin, "then we'll let your
mouth rest a while."  Inside, I thought "at last, I'll be untied", but
to my amazement, Ron continued, "We'll let Kellie try her skill at
raising my dick to another erection."  Kellie obediently knelt on the
bed in front of Ron, and as I watched with a full view, began kissing
and caressing the balls I had just finished cleaning.  That was the day
I came to realize what an expert cock-sucker Kellie was.  She used her
hand to probe Ron's asshole, massaging his prostate, kissing his head,
butterfly-kissing up and down the length of his shaft.  For almost an
hour Kellie used her skills to bring life back to Ron's spent cock, and
at last she raised one, final, erection from his still-willing
manhood.  Then, instead of finishing the job, I realized with horror
that Ron was just using Kellie to prepare him for me to suck to a
fourth orgasm.

Ron presented his dick to me again, and, almost crying, I started the
sucking and licking that I had spent the whole afternoon and night
doing.  The rest had helped, but watching Kellie suck Ron had made my
pussy even wetter;  my clit was clearly visible under the thin thong
plastered to it.  As I sucked Ron, I bucked my hips, pretending,
hoping, that someone, Kellie or Ron, would pull my panties off and at
least expose my pussy to the cooling night air.  But no, I labored
away, kissing and sucking Ron's tool, and my aching nether lips went
untouched.

This orgasm was the longest to come of all.  Once, twice, Ron's cock
threatened to go soft, causing me to increase my attentions to maintain
his erection.  At last, though, he bucked again with an orgasm,
spurting forth only a tiny bit of cum, but the strength of the release
rippling intense pleasure through his entire body.  For the fourth time
I licked his cock clean, leaving it tidy and shining with my saliva,
sparkling with the moonlight now pouring through the windows.  With a
shock, I realized it was after 3:00 AM, and I was spent.  But not too
spent for the attentions I now lusted for, yearned for Kellie and Ron
to shower upon my dripping, deserving pussy.

Instead, Ron stood up, grasped Kellie's hand, and walked toward the
door.  "You're fantastic, Sharon," he said, as he led Kellie through
the door.  As he reached the door, turning out the lights, he said,
"We'll see you in the morning - hope you take cream in your coffee,
because we'll have more available fresh from the tap by then."  Ron
shut the door, leaving me to lay in darkness, waiting for the morning.

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